Holidays.
There was a neighbor kids' party at our house.
My one student came over for her own private party.
Jim and Della! Can anyone name that story!? In the annual program at Chinese church Drew sang in the English-group choir, and as usual, had a solo and duet with a girl named Fancy. BUT this year, something new, a skit! Our lines were in Chinese and we're happy to report that not only were there no major blunders, our group leader even cried. She said it was a moving performance, but I think they must have been tears of nervous-relief... I mean, that was a high-risk move casting us in a skit, a Chinese skit nonetheless!
We had a couple gatherings with Family. The music, the cookies (the cookies!), the gingerbread house, kids' swimming, gift exchanges, story-book reading, it was all very merry.
Oh whoa! This girl was passing through Changsha. She used to hang out at Bread Coffeehouse at Emory University, the same campus group where Drew made his home (literally, he lived in the coffeehouse spare bedroom, and hung out with the bros-n-sisters there...) Drew and Ting were at Bread at different times, and a mutual friend connected us and so we met up in Changsha, her friend along too, on Christmas Eve!
I guess I should explain this swimming a little more. We went to our friends' home on Christmas Day, and in the afternoon, hit up the neighborhood children's bathhouse / hot tub pool. This is the most perfect, wonderful winter activity and method to bathe your children. For a modest fee, the staff undress and rinse your kids, let them swim, then thoroughly bathe and redress them for you. They do a great job! (I guess that probably wouldn't fly in American culture, but it's perfect here.) This is so so nice because, bathing in winter is trouble, see, we've got an entirely unheated bathroom, inconsistent hot water and a minimally heated living room. The kids get a bucket bath 1x/week, tops, in winter.
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We skyped with our families. That's the best of all.
Now for reflections on this holiday. Unfortunately, it was very stressful this year. Oh, it wasn't all bad, we had many good times! but Love - Peace - Joy was a little more like Rush - Freak - Crash. It's not supposed to be that way. Will evaluate and re-prioritize for 2013 :)
I think one stress-contributing factor is that Christmas is not a national holiday, so, life and scheduled obligations continue as usual. I mean, we were lucky Drew had no class on Christmas Day but the rest of the week he was in class and his semester ends Dec. 28th (yeehaw!). Titus skipped school 24-25th. The welfare institute called on the 25th asking us to bring Jon in for immunizations that afternoon! Christmas Day Shots, that's what every kid hopes for right! (apologetically declined, and brought him in the next day...)
counting the graces
thank you Father for
tea kettle whistlin
boys tucked in, listening to chapter book read aloud
crisp stroll, all three along and content
granny on 1st floor giving Michael oranges because he called her nai-nai
early morning dark, glow of Christmas lights in our living room
hot mug of tea to warm hands
Stephen's music
cooperative spirit of teachers at Titus' school
a pause in the rain
a pause in the rain
Rachael, Drew and boys, Merry Christmas! I love reading about life in your home. It is real without complaint. I love your pictures, fresh faces and smiles, buildings and friendships, books and baths. I hope you will see much fruit of your love in Him in 2013. I think of you often when I see the bamboo plant from your wedding in my home. In His love, Chris
ReplyDeleteAs always, brings a smile to my face. Jim sells his watch to buy combs for Della's beautiful long hair. Della sells her hair to buy a chain/fob, for Jim's watch. Sacrifice of something we treasure, for someone we treasure more. One of my favorite childhood stories.
ReplyDeleteLove that story!! You look like Rosie the Riveter! :)
ReplyDeleteI'd give Michael oranges too.. :)
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